
(December 2008)
But now...well, let me just describe it like this: I remember when I used to have a loose tooth. It would hurt to wiggle the tooth, but yet at the same time it would kind of feel good. So even though the tooth hurt, I would still wiggle it, because in some weird way it felt good too.
That's kind of how Tyler is with the vacuum. He "begs" me to get the vacuum out of the closet, but then once it's out he's leery of it. Silly kid!
Here he is after he's opened the closet door and is "squealing" (his way of communicating his wish) for someone to come get the vacuum out.

Here's Darrell getting the vacuum out.

Here's Tyler running away from Darrell who has the vacuum that Tyler just begged for us to get out.

And here he is crying about the vacuum. (The cord's still wrapped around the vacuum. We didn't even plug it in or turn it on.)

Lots of times he just wants to touch it, as long as we hold him.

What a kid!
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